From top to bottom: Me on Natalie’s couch drinking white wine and juice, a deadly combination. Conor Ford and a fraction of his wardrobe on a their monthly visit to LA. Gabi in a friends garage celebrating Katies birthday with a Budweiser and cigarettes. Yum.

Home alone and my shuffles being so good to me right now, new Broken Social Scene, Gyptian, Fleetwood Mac, Sleigh Bells, The Stones. Fuck yeah.

Went to go see The Like play at Bardot last monday. My attention was immediately drawn to an incredibly eclectic dressed woman. Shocked to see that it was the one and only Erin Wasson standing in front of me.

I saw some of my favorite bands and artists this past weekend at Coachella. Passion Pit, where beach balls from the 99 cent store were tossed arcoss the crowd as the sun set, amazing, I got to hit two. Little Dragon was beautiful and Yukimi floated across the stage and sang like an angel. Jay Z was a religious experience for me, Beyonce came out for a duet of Forever Young, no doubt an amazing moment and fitting end to his set. I danced like crazy to Gossip, The XX, Dirty Projectors, Hot Chip, Spoon, Little Boots and Muse to name a few and sung at the top of my lungs during Florence + The Machine. She opened with Howl and I almost cried then brought out Nathan Willett, lead singer of (one of my favorite bands) Cold War Kids later in her set for a duet of one of my favorite songs of theirs Hospital Beds, I honestly couldnt have asked for more. Gorillaz were equally amazing as the rest and fulfilled my wish of Little Dragon joining them on stage for Empire Ants, a perfect end to three days in the desert.